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"
It
's
very
kind
of
you
to
bring
him
home
,
"
she
said
.
"
Not
at
all
,
"
said
Mr.
Power
.
He
got
up
on
the
car
.
As
it
drove
off
he
raised
his
hat
to
her
gaily
.
"
We
'll
make
a
new
man
of
him
,
"
he
said
.
"
Good-night
,
Mrs.
Kernan
.
"
Mrs.
Kernan
's
puzzled
eyes
watched
the
car
till
it
was
out
of
sight
.
Then
she
withdrew
them
,
went
into
the
house
and
emptied
her
husband
's
pockets
.
She
was
an
active
,
practical
woman
of
middle
age
.
Not
long
before
she
had
celebrated
her
silver
wedding
and
renewed
her
intimacy
with
her
husband
by
waltzing
with
him
to
Mr.
Power
's
accompaniment
.
In
her
days
of
courtship
,
Mr.
Kernan
had
seemed
to
her
a
not
ungallant
figure
:
and
she
still
hurried
to
the
chapel
door
whenever
a
wedding
was
reported
and
,
seeing
the
bridal
pair
,
recalled
with
vivid
pleasure
how
she
had
passed
out
of
the
Star
of
the
Sea
Church
in
Sandymount
,
leaning
on
the
arm
of
a
jovial
well-fed
man
,
who
was
dressed
smartly
in
a
frock-coat
and
lavender
trousers
and
carried
a
silk
hat
gracefully
balanced
upon
his
other
arm
.
After
three
weeks
she
had
found
a
wife
's
life
irksome
and
,
later
on
,
when
she
was
beginning
to
find
it
unbearable
,
she
had
become
a
mother
.
The
part
of
mother
presented
to
her
no
insuperable
difficulties
and
for
twenty-five
years
she
had
kept
house
shrewdly
for
her
husband
.
Her
two
eldest
sons
were
launched
.
One
was
in
a
draper
's
shop
in
Glasgow
and
the
other
was
clerk
to
a
tea-merchant
in
Belfast
.
They
were
good
sons
,
wrote
regularly
and
sometimes
sent
home
money
.
The
other
children
were
still
at
school
.
Mr.
Kernan
sent
a
letter
to
his
office
next
day
and
remained
in
bed
.
She
made
beef-tea
for
him
and
scolded
him
roundly
.
She
accepted
his
frequent
intemperance
as
part
of
the
climate
,
healed
him
dutifully
whenever
he
was
sick
and
always
tried
to
make
him
eat
a
breakfast
.
There
were
worse
husbands
.
He
had
never
been
violent
since
the
boys
had
grown
up
,
and
she
knew
that
he
would
walk
to
the
end
of
Thomas
Street
and
back
again
to
book
even
a
small
order
.
Two
nights
after
,
his
friends
came
to
see
him
.
She
brought
them
up
to
his
bedroom
,
the
air
of
which
was
impregnated
with
a
personal
odour
,
and
gave
them
chairs
at
the
fire
.
Mr.
Kernan
's
tongue
,
the
occasional
stinging
pain
of
which
had
made
him
somewhat
irritable
during
the
day
,
became
more
polite
.
He
sat
propped
up
in
the
bed
by
pillows
and
the
little
colour
in
his
puffy
cheeks
made
them
resemble
warm
cinders
.
He
apologised
to
his
guests
for
the
disorder
of
the
room
,
but
at
the
same
time
looked
at
them
a
little
proudly
,
with
a
veteran
's
pride
.
